Chapter 129: You Seem Distracted, Leader Hayes
The City Lord stepped forward, rolling his shoulders once as if to loosen them. The moment he moved in front of Cassian, Cassian felt even the air between them had become somewhat strange.
The City Lord stood tall in front of him, too tall to his liking. Because Cassian had to tilt his chin slightly to meet his gaze—and he hated it. He hated it very much.
Even though Cassian trained every single day, even though he was known as the strongest in the field, even though his own body was lean and cut with sharp muscle, next to this bastard... he felt smaller. Just slightly and felt like his gaze was ready to burn a hole in him.
How the hell is this man even human? Cassian thought, his irritation boiling with every passing second. What noble grows past two damn meters? What the hell is he eating?
Even though he was 194 cm, he looked small in front of him and this point was enough to ruin his mood... he felt like he was at a disadvantage.
The City Lord’s tunic strained slightly as he moved, fabric tightening over his chest and arms. He gave one final deliberate stretch, slow—his arms lifting high and then flexing just enough to make Cassian twitch.
And the worst part?
He smiled right after. That same faint, unreadable curve of lips that made Cassian want to knock the teeth out of his mouth.
"You seem distracted, Leader Hayes," the City Lord murmured, stepping into stance with a hand raised, "Should I go easy on you?"
Cassian’s jaw ticked. "Try me."
He lunged first, not waiting for any more nonsense. Their fists met with a sharp knocking sound. Some knights flinched. Others leaned forward, eager to watch the chaos.